Chapter 47: Clouds and Breeze (Please Read!)
Gu Jiushang waved his hand to suppress Lao Maitou, signaling him not to say anything more.

Fang Yi saw that most of the cultivators in the hall were attracted by the movement at his table, and Qingqiu Wan's attitude made them feel a little disgusted.

The actions of the female cultivator named Qingqiu Wan in front of him reminded him of the female cultivator from the Hehuan Sect of the Demonic Path.

He came to me with the reasons of refining magic weapons and making elixirs, and he was very humble and flexible.

But once you fall into its trap, you will be eaten whole, skin and bones included.

However, the skills of this female cultivator in front of him were inferior to those of the Hehuan Sect.

When he was about to pass away in his previous life, he heard that the female cultivators had already taken the initiative to create opportunities for the cultivators they liked to act as heroes and save the beauties, so that they could take action later.

……

Fang Yi felt the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword and the Red Tiger Spirit Puppet in his Dantian Qi Sea and then felt at ease.

With these two treasures protecting him, it is not difficult to kill the female cultivator at the seventh level of Qi training, but it is not easy to do so in Zuiyue Tower.

Since he couldn't kill the enemy with one blow and eradicate the entire problem, Fang Yi didn't plan to waste time on it.

"Fellow Daoist Qingqiu, I am a low-grade puppeteer with limited skills. I hope you will seek out someone more skilled."

"Brother Gu, Fellow Daoist Mai, I have something important to attend to, so I'll leave first. Would you like to leave with me?"

"Don't worry, Junior Brother Fang. We will leave together."

Gu Jiushang also noticed some clues at this time.

Although the senior sisters in the sect also wanted to tease him, none of them did it as well as the female cultivator in front of him. There was something weird about her whole body.

Seeing that the three cultivators in front of her were not attracted by her, Qingqiu Wan, although her face was calm and she still looked pitiful, was actually annoyed in her heart.

At this time, a young monk in brocade robes walked to his side, waving a mountain and river fan in his hand.

"Don't worry, Miss Qingqiu. I've also studied the art of puppetry. If you need anything, we can discuss it in depth."

Seeing that a cultivator had taken the bait, Qingqiu Wan's eyes were as charming as silk, and her graceful figure moved closer.

This also allowed Fang Yi, whose spiritual consciousness was still paying attention to this place, to confirm his own guess.

Yunzefang, a small courtyard.

Qingqiu Wan sat at a table, circulated her magic power in her hands, took off a disguise mask, and revealed her true face.

Xie Yan laughed at the side.

"Hey, Fellow Daoist Tushan, what did you say before?
"It's so easy, so effortless. Is that monk still a child? I saw him yesterday at Zuiyue Tower. He didn't even look at you."

Tu Shanhuai looked unhappy. He had never thought that even though he was so humble, Fang Yi still treated him like a piece of trash.

He clenched his fists slightly and forced a smile.

"He's just a low-grade puppet master. There will always be a chance to find out about the cultivator who approached me later. Thank you, fellow Daoist, have you found out where he is?"

Four years later.

In Ziweixian's backyard, in a training room, smoke from the lotus furnace that nourishes the spirits curls up.

Fang Yi sat cross-legged on a clean cushion, with magical power circulating throughout his body.

The rich wood-attributed spiritual energy in the training room was refined by it.

Feeling that his cultivation in the fifth level of Qi training was completely stable, he opened his eyes.

'Twenty-seven years old, fifth level of Qi training.'

Although such a cultivation speed is already very outstanding among cultivators with middle-grade spiritual roots, it is still some distance away from cultivators with high-grade spiritual roots.

If an ordinary cultivator only has this speed of cultivation, he can only hope that his cultivation will go smoothly and not encounter bottlenecks. Fortunately, he can make a breakthrough to the foundation-building realm before his essence, blood and vitality decline.

As for the quality of the foundation of Taoism, it depends on fate.

But Fang Yi is different. He has a peaceful mentality and practices the "Life and Death Sutra" to use the changes of life and death to lock the loss of life force and vitality, and thus gain a lifespan of three hundred years.

In other words, he was an eighteen-year-old genius who had broken through to the fifth level of Qi Refining. As a reincarnated Jindan True Person, he had no bottlenecks before the foundation building stage.

You just need to improve your own cultivation step by step, and perfect the three treasures of essence, energy and spirit, in order to achieve a better level of Tao foundation.

The magical power refined by the "Scripture of Life and Death" is extremely pure.

As for the essence.
Fang Yi's muscles and bones all resonated, and his skin was covered with a faint golden light.

Thanks to his abundant financial resources and daily spiritual nourishment, his physical training technique "Three Burials of the Golden Body" has reached the peak of the first-grade lower level and is not far from the first-grade middle level.

His progress in body cultivation is three times faster than that in Qi cultivation, and he can be considered a talented cultivator in body cultivation.

However, the body training consumes a lot of financial resources. When he was training his Qi, although he did not swallow the elixir of ordinary quality,

The spiritual fragrance that nourishes the soul, the pure cushion that stabilizes the mind, and the small spirit gathering array that gathers spiritual energy
Both require a considerable expenditure of spirit stones.

Now his physical cultivation was about to break through to the middle level of the first stage.

Fang Yi was ready to demonstrate his first-class mid-level puppeteer skills.

The spirit stones earned in this way can provide him with the ability to maintain the purity of his magic power and the speed of his practice while having average qualifications.

For four years, Fang Yi stayed in Yunzefang and did not go out.

I focused on accumulating my cultivation skills in preparation for the Jiazi Beast Tide, and now I have already reaped some small rewards.

Feeling the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword wrapped in ghostly light in the Dantian Qi Sea, and the Red Tiger Spirit Puppet that had been nurtured to the quasi-second-level level, he was very satisfied with it.

With one more trump card, you can go further on this immortal road.

It's a pity that complete first-grade, top-quality animal bones are hard to find, and not a single one has been found in the past four years.

Ziweixian, in the slaughterhouse.

A red and black snake-shaped monster was bound by an iron chain-like magic weapon.

Fang Yi observed carefully and found that this was a mid-grade monster, the Five-Refined Snake.

He took out the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword, and its spiritual light converged, transforming into a beast-slaying sword with a blade as black as ink.

He killed it with a skillful blow and began to separate its tendons, bones, blood and skin.

In a short while, the entire snake corpse had been disassembled without any waste.

He put the monster skeleton into his storage bag, which was the material he usually used to sacrifice and refine puppets.

Fang Yi has been gradually demonstrating his cultivation over the past few years, and now it has been more than three years since he 'broke through' to the middle stage of Qi training, which is why he was able to demonstrate the skills of a first-class mid-grade puppeteer.

Three years after 'breaking through' the middle stage of Qi training, he was a cultivator who had studied the art of puppetry in depth, and demonstrated puppetry skills that had just entered the middle level of the first stage. This was a natural outcome and not abrupt.

As a spiritual chef, the spiritual bones of monsters are rarely used.

Fang Yi and Gu Jiushang were already familiar with each other, and they reached an agreement that Fang Yi would have priority in receiving the spiritual bones he needed.

The required spirit stones will be deducted from the reward. If it is not enough, it will be supplemented in one go.

When the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword was disassembled, it also used the remaining soul energy of the beast corpse to refine its own essence.

After four years of training, the eighth restriction on the magic weapon has been condensed in the magic weapon, and it is not far from the ninth restriction.

Gu Jiushang came to the backyard carrying a sandalwood food box and said hello.

"Junior Brother Fang, this is today's spiritual meal. Remember to eat it in time. If you miss the best time to enjoy it, its flavor and medicinal properties will be much worse."

"I have to go out for a few days for something, and I'm not sure when I'll be back. You can do whatever you want."

Fang Yi frowned when he heard what Senior Brother Gu said.

"This Ziweixian restaurant has been open for four years and is extremely popular and profitable. Why is Senior Brother Gu out?"

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